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I like your face

I saw you at the Burrard skytrain station bus top. It was 10:40 am. You: Dark hair, toque, black jacket with a poppy, maroon pants, and brown shoes. You were sporting a bit of a beard. Me: Toque, grey jacket, black pants and studded boots. Blondish hair but no beard (cause I'm a girl) I got on the 5 Robson and you smiled at me as the bus drove away. Coffee? :)
When: 
2012-11-06 08:00:00
Where: 
Burrard skytrain bus stop
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